Ain’t nothin’ quite so funny as a
fork in the road baby
Look at the decisions we made so far
Sometimes it’s hard to see
I know that, maybe
You’d see a little better if you got out of the car
It’s not a suggestion
It’s exactly what it sounds like
This is not a dagger in my hand
Get out of the car
Get on the fuckin’ bike
Pedal your poor ass across this sorry land
Download from the truth machine
reveals that what the magazine
You read in Doctor Deathwatch’s office said
is true
We’re driving ourselves to death
Every mile is one less breath
I guess it’s up to you asshole
to figure out what to do
You can read an explanation of the origin of these lyrics here
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